Most

You’re tempted to look
Out on the stones
For people will say
It reminds them of Rome
You’ve got the smile
That chases the world
And I’ve got the time
To leave them unturned
Those terrible signs
And beautiful things
I’ve chosen my words
And what they will bring
You’ve got the hands
To loosen the world
And I’ve got the time
To leave them unturned
Want most
Of all
To go
Unsung
To gaze
At all
I’ve done
Want most
Of all
To go
Unsung
To gaze
At all
I’ve done